Luyện nghe bài hát Georgie

As I walked out over bridge
One morning early,
I overheard a fair pretty
Was for her Geordie.

Ah, my will be hanged in a golden chain,
'Tis not the of many
He was born of king's royal
And to a virtuous lady.

Go me my milk white steed,
Go me my pony,
I ride to London court
To for the life of my Geordie.

Ah, my never stole nor cow nor calf,
He hurted any,
Stole of the king's royal deer,
And he them in Bohenny.

Two pretty babies I born,
The lies in my body,
I'd part with them every one
If spare the life of Geordie.

The judge looked his left shoulder,
He said maid I'm sorry
He said fair you must be gone
For I cannot Geordie.

Ah, my Geordie be hanged in a golden chain,
not the chain of many,
Stole sixteen of the king's deer
And he them in Bohenny.